Today exists napping in a song.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
A link to the poem entitled "A noise of waiting for so long..."
englishliteraturelinks.blogspot.com/2013/04/poem-noise-of-waiting-for-so-long.html
What is that noise inside which is bigger than your soul, and that simply refuses to end, unless you are consumed by the noise and become the noise itself?
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